JIWO PROMISE

Towards

"Where else are you going, Mom?" ask Wildan who crossed Jiwo's room - saw the door of his room open then fad look - found Jiwo was putting a few pieces of clothes into his travel bag.

"You go to Aceh" Jiwo replied without looking at his sister.

"When?" ask Wildan while sitting in Jiwo's chair.

"Later. At eight I leave." replied Jiwo while closing his bag with a smile.

"Halaaaahs...Just arrived home earlier today, how many hours, already want to fly again?! It's busy with your life, Mom. New campaign season, sir?" ledek Wildan while shaking his head. Jiwo just smiled a little.

"Why don't all of Japan go down in Aceh?" wildan's sulking style.

"Is there a plane headed for Tokyo-Banda Aceh?" ask Jiwo curious.

"Grandfather! I've been on a new plane twice in my life. It's also the same department, Jakarta-Jogja, economy class anyway." replied Wildan while glancing at the sadistic Jiwo which even made Jiwo laugh crazily.

"Curcol, Mas?" ledek Jiwo's.

"No! Indira!" answer Wildan ketus. Jiwo still giggled amusedly.

"How many days in Aceh?" ask Wildan then.

"Both days. Three days at most. My holiday bonus is only three days." replied Jiwo casually.

"Ke Aceh wants a vacation?! Yes Allah.tega very much the same sister.." exclaimed Wildan with a whining tone.

"Not a vacation, Daaaan. I use my holiday bonus to take care of my personal affairs." said Jiwo while wandering out of the room to breakfast. Wildan had already intercepted the roving lontong opor brother to buy their breakfast.

"Entertainment is also a personal matter." Wildan murmured still with an annoyed face.

"It's more important than the holidays. This is future business." said Jiwo with a sweet smile. His face even looked slightly blushed, leaving Wildan astonished.

Is this brother in love?

"To the house of Gebetan?" guess Wildan.

"Or..candidate?" continued.

"Just pray. I hope I come home with good results. If I go home with good results, vacation tomorrow if I want to go home and buy a business ticket." promised Jiwo.

"Airplane ticket?! Really?!" exclaimed Wildan even to stand up from his seat so happy.

"The odong-odong ticket." Jiwo replied casually which made Wildan instantly weak.

"Nyebai (nyebelin)" Wildan murmured even more.

"The train's no papa, ma'am. But the executive." bargained Wildan with a face still full of hope.

"Today, just pray for this Masmu so that the mission is successful, let your dream come true." said Jiwo who was already in the kitchen.

"Yahhhhhhhh!!!" wildan replied excitedly.

It is up to you to buy business class plane tickets or executive class train tickets, the important thing is to return to Jogja tomorrow the mode of transportation to the class from before....

But did Mas Jiwo want any event to Aceh? Private event anyway...

Wildan's half-surprised rushed after Jiwo to the kitchen.

"Would you shoot a girl?" wildan asked while looking at Jiwo who was finishing his drink.

"Just about the future." Jiwo replied still did not want to confess.

"Rusan love?" chase Wildan stay curious.

"Emmm..." Jiwo thought for a moment before answering "Yes. About love." while smiling.

"Work buddies?" ask Wildan again. Jiwo shook his head then left Wildan who was still following him.

"If not a coworker, what friend? Playmates? Did you ever play?" ledek Wildan's.

"Friends of the era are still piyik (daughter of pigeons, figurative Javanese language which means small/snot) first." kekeh Jiwo.

"School management?!" ask Wildan more curious.

"Yes, you've been a long time!" jiwo exclaimed which made Wildan grimace.

"The victims of WAG alumni school nih. Sure me...CLBK.." muttered Wildan while stroking his chin as if there was no one there.

"Neighbor!" sahut Jiwo while gliding into his room. He had to shower and leave for the airport.

"I'm leaving, Dan. Pray my mission is successful." said Jiwo to Wildan who is now at the front garden while sunbathing with his cat.

"I pray, Mas. But it would be more afdol his prayer if I knew what name I should pray be your soul mate." woo Wildan tried to frame his brother.

"Wa' alaikumsalam's...Ati-dah!" exclaim Wildan while waving.

As soon as Jiwo passed, Wildan who was still at maximum rushed to call Mbak Rini. He was sure that his eldest brother knew something about Jiwo's past love, as long as he knew Jiwo was very close to his first brother.

Unfortunately, the results he got were not as expected.

Rini's mother only knew one girl's name in Jiwo's childhood, Jawitri. But said Mbak Rini, Mbak Jawitri is married several years ago and make Masnya heartbroken.

Wildan frowned.

Cook would you chase someone's wife? It seems impossible really if you squirm the personality of Masnya who really know adab.

Means there are other girls who are hidden from everyone Hmmm, make a minisirin aja...

His gun hand then took his cell phone again, looking for a phone number called Mas Lukman. Wildan is sure that his best friend must know something about what Masnya did today.

Wildan shook his legs agitated as he impatiently waited for his phone call to be picked up. Four rings, new in lift but immediately make Wildan must immediately close it back because Mas Lukman said he was bothered to take care of his in-laws in the hospital. But Mas Lukman will call him back if he is not busy.

And the agenda is not busy Mas Lukman like waiting for rain in the dry season. Will be crisp waiting for him.

"If only I had the ability to teleport (move places in a short time) plus have a robe Harry Potter (which is said to make those who wear it do not look like), surely I do not need to be curious like this. I can follow Mas Jiwo wherever he is, meet who he will be. And to be sure, I don't need to look out and don't need to buy a ticket." muttered Wildan with an annoyed face out of curiosity.

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As soon as the plane takes off, the pounding in Jiwo's heart feels back beating at a speed above normal.

Right now he would be in the air for about three hours to arrive at the Rencong Land. Earth Cut Nyak Dien who is looking after her lover.

Jiwo smiled smirkily and was also ashamed of the heart. Feeling too heartfelt at the late Hari for being so presumptuous to acknowledge Witri as her heart's lover. Although only he himself knows, Jiwo feels insolent too.

I'm sorry yes, Mas...Not to be presumptuous let alone brash and do not appreciate Panjenengan. I just feel that now the universe is giving me the opportunity to continue the obligation of Panjenengan keep Witri. Hopefully I am the next match for Witri.

With all due respect I want to take over Panjenengan's responsibility over him after this. Will continue the happiness that Panjenengan once gave him and will try to add happiness as much as I can.

Thank you for taking care of him and making him happy over the years. And now Panjenengan has to get back to rest. Rest in peace.

Talking so long alone in my heart as if there was a Day beside him. Remembering as closely as possible the figure of Witri's husband who had only met once, but he remembered the face and the man's prowess. And really, he really appreciated that guy. He had even been completely willing and relieved to release Witri from his heart after he met and conversed with Hari. He was very confident that Hari was a very good figure and it was impossible to make Witri regret choosing him.

Therefore Jiwo felt very sad when he heard the departure of Hari. That means Witri lost the source of his happiness.

Setting his feet for the first time on the same ground as the woman who made it here, Jiwo felt his heart rustle, longing, and bitter.

It was still daytime, and he asked for a taxi that took him from the airport to drive him to the hotel he had booked earlier. He was deliberately looking for the inn closest to Witri's office. This hotel is the closest place.

Don't be surprised if Jiwo knows where Witri's office address is. Who else is the source of information if not the flexibility of Lukman's wife looking for information both to Witri directly and to his friends. And after he checked and rechecked about the truth of the office, it was true. Turns out Witri works in the coal company office as well. What a fun coincidence.

Arriving at the hotel, Jiwo still had time to close his eyes to pay his sleep-deprived debt before half-four in the afternoon he woke up again to carry out his ashar obligations, then take a shower and prepare to slide into Witri's office which the phone says can be reached in less than twenty minutes from his hotel.

To anticipate the possibility of congestion on the road, Jiwo decided to leave at half-five to Witri's office.

From as long as it was prepared, the pounding in Jiwo's heart was never right. If not hammered, yes pounding like a tsunami shock, chaotic.

Especially when the car he rented from the hotel approached the location of Witri's office.

Various possible guesses of how Witri's reaction later when he saw himself who had been trying to get rid of, now seemed to be no longer able to calm down.

But Jiwo has strengthened his heart. Whatever the reaction of Witri, the important thing is to meet first. To fulfill his intention to meet Witri. That'sthat's all.

Moreover, he must also appreciate the spirit and help of Lukman and his wife. He should be total at the moment. The problem of results, it will appear after we put in maximum effort. Whatever the result of that maximum effort, it must be the best result for us.

Jiwo pulled over the car on the side of the road, not far from the gate. The office is twelve minutes away.

To convince himself once again that his goal was right and what he was looking for was right, he chose to ask the security guard.

A young security guard seemed friendly to welcome his arrival.

"Good afternoon, sir. Can we help you?" ask the security guard politely when Jiwo is already in front of the security guard post glass.

"Sore...I'd like to ask, Mom... Does Jawitri's mother really work here?" jiwo asked while showing the photo that a few days ago Lukman sent.

The guard momentarily looked towards Jiwo's phone and then nodded while staring probing at Jiwo. Jiwo who understands that being stared at immediately alibi.

"I from Java deliberately wanted to meet Bu Jawitri. Coincidentally when her husband died, I was working in Japan, so I could not express my condolences directly." so the pretext Jiwo.

"Well, sir, I will tell Ms. Witri if there are any acquaintances waiting outside" said the security guard.

"Well, thank you earlier "reply Jiwo before moving away from the security guard office.

It was only a matter of minutes, and his heart beat was not enough to imagine what would happen later.

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